In a not so distant past, Wonder Woman would have ignored the voice of reason and rushed back home on her own. She had done so more than once and every time the situation would have ended badly without her friends' nosy interference.
After quickly cleaning herself up and dressing up, she activated her communicator and asked the other founders of the Justice League to meet her in the council room as fast as possible. Fifteen minutes later, everyone was sitting in their chairs waiting for
Diana to start the meeting except for one member: Batman.
Wonder Woman released a long sigh. Just as usual, she thought bitterly,
not that I should have expected otherwise. It's 1 AM in Gotham, he must be on patrol. She tried to call him once again.
"Wonder Woman to Batman."
While waiting for his response, she heard the sound of something breaking followed by a grunt.
"Make it quick. I'm busy," came his response in his customary gruff tone. She had to keep her anger in check.
"I got a call from my mother asking for help," she could hear something crackling on his side.
"Last time I heard men weren't welcome on Themyscira," came his answer accompanied by the buzzing of an electronic device.
"Does it matter when we have a potentially dire situation on our hands?" she deadpanned wondering what exactly was he doing.
"True. But I'm sure you've got enough manpower available. You don't need me," he continued without masking the
double-entendre of the conversation. When did we switch subjects, she thought wryly. She could hear him shuffling through papers.
"Bruce, you know my mother doesn't bother calling me for trivial matters. We probably can make it with the help of some other leaguers, but I'd rather have our best elements with me than on the other side of the planet," she tried to convince him.
After a short moment of silence, she expected him to wrap up what he was doing and join them at the Watchtower, when she heard someone shouting in the background. "You can use someone else. I'm busy, Batman out," she heard him voice out in a hurry. The sounds
of gunshot reached her ear just before he broke the line.
She poured her frustration into a heavy sigh. I don't have the right to be mad at him, she thought bitterly.
He is working after all.
"So... What are we doing now?" asked Flash.